New Zealand

The Birth

The Birth (of me) I lay curled in the roots of the elder tree Waiting to be Reborn I am a babe in the womb Incubating, waiting, getting ready To slide into the light...

The Ever-Giving Elder

You know we’re moving into summer when the elder tree flowers burst into bloom.   Laden with large creamy-white clusters, the trees can be seen from afar along the road verges as elder trees grow...

Opening to Grace at 53

Today is my 53rd birthday.  I sit in gratitude this morning at the amazingness of my life, taking some time to pause and reflect on all that has occurred to get me to this...